| Ooh, ooh
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| Hey, hey
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| So what’s the price?
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| We’re like mosquitoes to light, in a sense
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| I feed off bioluminescence
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| Love and intent
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| So it’s a quick fix
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| What else does life have to give but the pain
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| Generated inside our own brains?
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| It’s a sick game, yeah
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| Submit to me, come get down on one knee
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| I’m your saviour and I’ll give you everything that you need
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| (That you need)
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| Submit to me, come get down on one knee
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| I’m your saviour and I’ll give you everything that you need
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| Blaspheming the spirit
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| I just don’t want to hear it, too deep
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| What I’ve sown I’ll continue to reap
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| I’ll earn my keep
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| It was all good intentions
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| Did I forget to mention? |
| My God
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| Just tryna get money with my dogs
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| Is that so wrong?
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| Submit to me, come get down on one knee
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| I’m your saviour and I’ll give you everything that you need
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| (That you need)
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| Submit to me, come get down on one knee
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| I’m your saviour and I’ll give you everything that you need
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| Lately you’ve been on a wave
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| Seen you lit up in the place
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| Sometimes you’re sad, I see it on your face
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| I can tell you’re not okay
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| I know you’re only seeking out the beauty
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| In fulfilling your duty
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| The answers it seems
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| Are inside your own dreams
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| Good God, Jehovah, what’s this I see?
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| My mortality’s staring back at me
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| Niggas think I’m scared
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| Niggas think I’m a bitch
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| Like I ain’t come prepared and I ain’t know what this is
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| I’ve slept like Jacob, a rock for a pillow
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| Run swift like Elijah, away from the middle
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| Seen the world, overindulged maybe a little
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| But now your boy is up, and I’m fit as a fiddle
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| Oh Lord, Jehovah, what’s this I see?
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| Bourgeoisie tryna silence me
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| They don’t know what I’ve been through
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| Don’t know what I pree’d
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| Seen shit that you see up in your TV screen
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| Follow me to salvation
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| Your mind still 'pon plantations
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| The shepherd, holds information
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| Gives it out as its taken
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| Yeah, yeah |